A decade back, if you had an internet connection, people would go like “You have a connection? Oh! Really?! Nice yaar”
Now, if you dint, like in my case disconnected, the same bunch go like “Oh, yours is not working? Sad re! Change it soon”
My internet or the lack of it trigged a lot of comments. My neighbor, best friends, anybody and everybody seemed to be worried about my non-working internet. I dint feel anything for the first couple of days. It struck me on Monday that I needed a connection, because my boss wanted the rough draft. It was 24hrs of sheer restlessness. By next day, I had found things to keep me occupied.
I login to my account say twice a day at the max. Don’t prefer staying on for long stretches. Being available doesn’t interest me. I hate the concept of logging in, first thing in the morning before you even grace the toothbrush, to staying up until the owls go to bed. I see no rhyme or reason to be wired all the time. Random quizzes on facebook, twitter updates, blog updates, don’t really keep me engaged. I like reading a good article once in a while, but never gets to the level of obsessing over it.
I like being wireless! Give me a book or a movie. Add to it a Marie biscuit packet, comfy pillow and a mattress. You’ve had me! Good food is always a part of it. You wouldn’t see me get up from that place, unless I’m pulled out on demand. My mom enjoys calling out for me. I’ve always been a huge fan of books, off late movies. I give into indulgence of the net, only when there’s a very interesting conversation going on, or if there’s work which has to be submitted the next morning. Otherwise, no matter what happens, I’m off by 10.30.
Internet, I have observed has a quaint resemblance to drug addiction. What starts as a fun activity, slowly sucks you into its web, leaving no room for reality. By the time you realize its effects, you are well drowned in there. Social Butterflies will argue that, it energizes them. People get so engrossed in the virtual world of text, colour and graphics, that GUI format has more respect than its verbal counterpart.
I’m not preaching for complete abstinence, but avoid over-indulgence. Do a reality check. (Don’t look for a reality check quiz on facebook please) A realistic assessment of how you spend your time. If you eat-breathe-sleep; internet, your doomsday isn’t far away. I wish, you people, understand that there’s more to life than Gtalk, YM, Blogger, facebook and Twitter. It’s high time you took control of the reins. Catch a flick, read a book, ‘talk’ to ‘real’ people. Develop a new hobby, but get off the system!
I’ve gotten into the habit of passing on free-wheeling advice. Wannabe consultant in the making you see. Staying on the web for too long isn’t going to make you Spiderman. Set a timer; keep a watch on how much time you spend lurking around. Entrust the responsibility to somebody who cares about you. It takes time; it’s difficult, you’ll feel very off colour in the beginning, trust me, it does a lot of good to you! Also goes a long way in ensuring your sanity.
In no time you’ll become like the Old lady in To Kill a Mocking Bird, who was cured off her morphine addiction. Try it!